Its holding you down
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Back from where you want to be
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Forces everything away
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From what you really need
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Be liek that
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Call it your high
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Makes you wonder why
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Your in this made up world
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Ripps me
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Ripping and pulling me
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Bringing me down on the ground
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Then im older
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I can't wait
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Can only lie down and realise that we are everything that we disguise
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And we run and we make up these lies
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Fake world
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Maybe you might see
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Maybe it comes over you
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Tells you not to be afraid
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Of who you really are
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Stand in your shoes
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So i can tell the difference from
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I can tell you apart from the rest of this world
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It rips me
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Ripping and pulling me
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Bringing me down on the ground
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Then im older
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I can't wait
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Can only lie down and realise that we are everything that we disguise
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And we run and we make up these lies
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Its so sickening to see your interpretation, your realisation of what, i don't trust this
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Fake world
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Everybody lies and we trust it but why,
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Just to feel alright
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Do we really need to bend at that
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Made up mistake in this world of escape but
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Everybody lies
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Everybody sins
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But where we draw the line is the difference between us [x2]
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Dissemble
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